Daddy S Lessons Novels & Stories

“Not unless I catch you.” Then his mouth claimed mine again, hotter this time, more demanding, and my hands curled into the sheets as his palm slid down, and in between my legs, teasing me. I gasped into his kiss when his fingers gripped the lace at my hip, tugging it down just enough for his knuckles to touch my bare skin. And then his teeth grazed my throat, his hand sliding lower, and finding my clit which was now throbbing. “Now spread your legs, princess. Daddy’s not asking twice.”

His eyes bored into mine, dominating me completely with just a single look. I couldn’t get the image of his punishment out of my head, of him throwing me over his knees and spanking me like a naughty little girl. I’d liked it. It had made me wetter than I’d ever been before in my life. Even now, the residual sting still blazed over my scorched skin, reminding me of how he’d taken charge, how he’d taught me a lesson, how he’d made me call him Daddy. I fucking loved it all. “Daddy, I need to come,” I begged.

He pulled me into his arms, kissing me slowly and deeply, his hands gently stroking my back. “You were perfect, baby girl,” he whispered. “But we have hours until morning… and Daddy has many more lessons to teach you on this table.” He lifted me onto the table again, spreading my legs wide. “Round two, little girl. This time, Daddy’s going to take his time and make you cum until you can’t remember your own name.” Outside, the storm continued. Inside the locked library, my strict professor stepdad was only getting started.

“Daddy…” “How about I teach you how to be one?” He rips my zippers and yanks my shorts down my thighs till my ass is naked with nothing to save me from his wrath.

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.

His eyes were locked on Leo’s face, on his tear-streaked, desperate expression. "You look so fucking pretty like this," Daddy grunted, his breathing growing ragged. "On your knees, collared and crying for my cock. This is where you belong." Leo watched, mesmerized, as Daddy’s hand flew over his shaft. He could see the muscles in his stomach tensing, the heavy tightening of his balls. He knew what was coming. "Open your mouth," Daddy commanded, his voice a strained, guttural bark. "Stick out your tongue. Don't you dare fucking spill a drop."

“Daddy’s going to play with every inch of your slutty little body tonight. No cock in that pussy yet, I want you dripping and begging before I stretch you open. Get on your knees.” Hannah’s heart raced as she dropped to her knees on the soft rug, still tasting his thick cum on her tongue. Theodore stood over her, turning around and bending slightly, spreading his muscular ass cheeks with both hands. “Lick Daddy’s asshole, Hannah. Worship it with that pretty mouth.” She hesitated only a second before leaning in, her tongue tentatively circling his tight hole. The musky, forbidden taste made her pussy throb. Theodore groaned deeply as she grew bolder, licking broad stripes over his butthole be

“See? That’s what I mean. You’re a brat. Teasing without even meaning to. Squirming on Daddy’s lap like you need something.” The word “Daddy” dropped like a stone into still water. Ripples of heat spread through me instantly. I should have jumped up. Instead I stayed frozen, pulse hammering between my legs. “I’m not—” I started. “You are,” he cut me off gently but firmly. His hand slid further under the shirt, cupping my bare ass cheek, squeezing once. “But that’s alright. Brats learn. Out here, they learn real good.”

“Please make you come again? Like the good girl you are?” I bit my lip hard to stifle a moan. Pleasure built fast, the forbidden nature of it pushing me closer to the edge. My hands gripped the edge of the counter as his finger curled inside me, hitting that perfect spot. “You’re going to come for Daddy right here,” he whispered against my ear, voice dark and commanding. “Quietly. While your mother is in the next room. Can you do that for me, sweetheart?” The word “Daddy” sent a forbidden thrill through me. My walls clenched around his finger as the orgasm rushed toward me.

I swallowed hard, shame and overwhelming need battling inside me… but the need won. “Teach me, Daddy,” I whispered, voice trembling. “Please… teach me how to cum properly.” Calvin’s eyes lit up with dark satisfaction. He dropped my clothes to the floor and climbed onto the bed, looming over me. “Good girl,” he murmured, his large hand sliding slowly up my thigh. “Now spread those legs again and let Daddy show you exactly how it’s done.”